Latest Posts by klepazia - Page 7
Kayleb Rae Candrilli, from “My partner wants me to write them a poem about Sheryl Crow"
i know absence hurts, but it also makes room for wilderness. the space fills with what has always been
the academic trauma really fucking stays and stings
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rot in da bed
U know what's irritating. Fucking fake blogs saying stuff like they need money and shit, and being unable to help and feeling so guilty and then u fucking realise it's a scam. Fuck you, those who're doing this. Genuinely fuck you. You are ruining help for people who actually need it. Fuck you.
Ruins of something that I once was
Homeboy fucked me up so bad, man. Depression fucking sucks. I see my mates going around, happy and all. I get so damn jealous, shit. Don't ever love someone who don't reciprocate, right? That's the advice? But shit, it was reciprocated, man. It was.
“J’ai tué ma mère”
Your Daily Reminder to Click for Palestine!
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cat inspecting a fallen star outside in the garden
I am quite literally, utterly insane. I'm just good at being normal and funny, so people think I'm just joking.
Gentle reminder, if you're arguing/debating with someone online , try not to fucking get personal and bring up genuinely traumatic incidents for them⁉️⁉️⁉️
Reminder:
Joy in the face of oppression is rebellion. Kindness is rebellion. Community is rebellion. Compassion is rebellion. Looking out for your fellow human beings is rebellion. Self care is rebellion. In this system that encourages individualism and isolates us, love on a platonic, communal, societal level is rebellion. Connection, unity, joy, solidarity, it is radical. So be kind. Be compassionate. Do good things for your fellow working class people. Do good things for yourself. It’s one step further towards a better tomorrow.
Possum posting goes hard. Might even slap as much as kitty posting. Dumpster dive, do crime, kill god, etc!
I believe we live in the end of the age of capitalism, we live in the century capitalism will finally die, but we must ask, what comes after, we will never be a hundred percent sure what it will be like until we start building it, so we must dream and imagine it, and multiple dreams will exist in one world, I am sure of it, I have multiple dreams, multiple imaginings, and none are perfect, but all are far better than now.
A dream of this small town with buildings of brick with plants climbing them, beautiful colours scattered, cars a rarity, the sounds of birds singing and kids playing in the streets, I am able to sit down on this comfortable bench, eating a sandwich as the world goes by.
A dream of going to a library and being able to get an audiobook, digital copy or paper book of anything, listen to stories as I sip a nice warm drink and watch, and hear people truly enthused to learn because they got to choose to without worry.
A dream of living in a village of maybe a couple hundred people, and going to a community gathering where people cook and share with all, and where the next day I help pull weeds from a kind persons garden, just because I can and they'd like the help.
Dream of worlds you would enjoy living in, as without dreams and stories, we don't have a future, to truly dream and imagine a better world is to start to create it, dream and share those dreams, as they will help bring on a better world.
Burn it off, you don't matter.
everyday a women cries i kill myself out of respect.
Instead of helping her you make it about yourself
Geological horror. You find a geode and crack it open and the crystal lining its walls is human blood that can't be genetically matched to anyone. You find a human skeleton but every one of the bones is made from rock, a rock that you know can't be whittled into those shapes. You find layers of clay and loam that sport ancient fossils at the top and the still-rotting corpses of modern animals at the bottom.
do drugs jack off kill yourself then wake up in the morning and have a cup of cawfie n eat some cigarettes
throwback to this interview with hellhammer
Obsessed with his eyes …
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This has no theme I guess
or maybe it does
But it’s just that’s it’s november now and it’s cold and lonely without you and time doesn’t move like it’s supposed to and I don’t know what to do
If I told you someone was murdered in a high school bathroom, and the school did nothing to help, and the murderers were only suspended for two weeks, there would be a fucking uprising. A riot.
so why is it that nobody cares as soon as it’s the two-spirited (sorry for the prev mistake) kid?
The people who want to do something about it are scared, because it could have so easily been them. It’s still possible for it to be them.
because the murder won’t stop unless people start speaking up and saying that what happened was wrong.
We have to fight back, for Nex and for all of us. Because if we don’t speak up now, we could be silenced forever.
Rest in power, Nex
edit because apparently I have to do this: haters and people blaming Nex for their death and people deadnaming and misgendering in the comments I will remove your comments and then block you so stop